It had been so long. So long since I'd seen the light of day through something other than a window. Since I'd encountered people who were not Machali or nurses or doctors. I had forgotten what it felt like.

Even now, I could barely remember.

Several months ago, Machali and I had escaped from Ron's circus, along with Whisper and Moonlight. But on the way out, one of Ron's bodyguards had cornered me, and attacked. Everyone else was too far away to do anything. Machali realized I had gone missing and went back for me.

When he found me, I didn't know who he was and panicked.

The bodyguard had landed a hard enough blow to the side of my head that I lost some of my memories. Especially the ones from the past year, the ones of meeting Moonlight, Machali, and Whisper. I could just barely remember my past, too. I remember screaming when I discovered I had a cybornetic right arm. I thought I'd lost it in the fight with the guard, but Machali told me I'd said I'd been born without it.

When the others learned of my amnesia, they too were distraught and bewildered. "How could she forget all that?" I remember Whisper saying.

Machali said Moonlight and Whisper should get as far as possible from Ron. That we'd find them later. Then he helped me find a hospital.

Along the way, he told me how I met him. He said I'd been a prisoner at Jokull.

I didn't know what Jokull was. 

He told me it was a fortress, currently under Catastrophe's control. I didn't know who Catastrophe was, either.

And then he told me that we were in love.

But I didn't love him anymore.

I think that broke his heart.

But still he comforted me and told me it was okay, and he paid for all of my hopsital expenses and visited me every day. The doctors were able to use some kind of light magic to restore most my memories.

And I did remember some of Machali. I remember his kindness and charisma.

But I didn't remember the love I had once felt for him.

I couldn't stand to see the hurt on his face so, that night, I snuck out of the hospital. My wounds weren't fully healed, and most of my memories were still gone, but I was patched up enough to survive. And so I kept on running, away from the misery I had caused.

Finally, I'd reached Paralia, a city I heard some of the nurses talking about. They said it was beautiful.

But right now, it was a battle field.

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Haha, Sybill, what character is that? I've been gone for a while, idk who it is XD

I stalked through the undergrowth, keeping my head low. It was a full moon tonight - a good time to travel for me, as the patches of silver light that shone through the tall grass camouflaged my white spots. I was on the outskirts of Paralia. Maybe this will be the place. Where I finally find home. Maybe... I kept going, towards a shadowy alley. It looked like a good place to watch, and wait. For what? I didn't know. But I'd know it when I saw it. A wall around the city was no challenge to my jumping skills. Soon I reached the alley. There was a stack of big crates, and bits and pieces of junk scattered around. Jumping to the top of the pile, I climbed onto the roof of a nearby shop. Come daytime, I'd have to find somewhere more hidden to rest, but this would do for now. I settled on the edge to watch. And wait.

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So I'm new here and not entirely sure where to go... I put this character (Silverwhisker, a lynx with one claw of pure silver) on the Who's Here thread, too.

Goldenfeather~

I creep into Paralia. Night has officially fallen. I hear metal clanging, gunshots. I hiss angrily. Humans. So ignorant sometimes. 

Well, it's time to get my rest. I dart into an alleyway and cover myself with some dust and cobwebs, then lie there, closed eyes, resting. 

Until a rough hand touches me. 

I roar and leap up, snarling. My emerald eyes gleam with anger. 

"DON'T TOUCH ME!" I growl, anger clearly in my voice. 

The person jumps back.  

~Silverwhisker

The next evening, I shake the dust off my fur and stalk out of the crate I'd been resting in. As I leap to the roofs, I hear what might be... a growl? Roar? Gunshot? It's too far away to be sure, but I head towards the sound anyway. The growl stops, but there are still voices. Soon I reach the alley that they're coming from. Cautiously, I peer down over the edge. I stifle a gasp. There's a huge golden creature glaring into the shadows. There's something moving there, but I focus on the dragon again. I've never seen one before now. It has feathers. Aren't dragons supposed to have scales? I could have stared at it all day, but it glances up. Heart pounding, I leap back. Did it see me? I back away, not sure what to do. I could run. It's what I've been doing all my life. But... I have a good feeling about this. Wait, what? I don't act on 'good feelings'. I survive. Still... I sigh and slink into the shadows. But on the same roof. What am I thinking? I don't know anything about this dragon. And what about the shadow person, whoever that is? But I stay.

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(This is still Silverwhisker, and I am the one who created her, but decided I'd rather go by my CB name.) Also, Goldenfeather - is this okay? Maybe you didn't see me after all. But I'd love it if they could meet!